Grad school. Coronavirus. Caregiving.
Some days you just need to cry and I’m not ashamed to admit it. I am fully aware that I lead a privileged life. I’m one of the fortunate ones for the immediate future but I gotta say, caregiving and trying to wrap up your MFA course work during the middle of a pandemic maxes out your stress levels. I know enough about cortisone to know that this is not good. But, what choice do I have?
The bright side is that I’m home. If I was stuck in Florida, things could be much worse. I have a whole new level of empathy for caregivers around the world, in situations much more vulnerable than I. Good grief.
The down side is that I’m unable to focus on my course work. Without going into detail, just imagine having to be everywhere for everything your spouse needs. Every. basic. need. Plus it hurts me to see him in pain.
I can only hope he’ll get better soon. I’m trying to stay positive. Inside I’m crying.